Manners by Mail

By Krys Stefansky

Find a tasteful greeting card during a pandemic. Go ahead. Try.

I looked in the drug store, since that‘s one of the few places open. And what did I find? Birthday cards featuring old men in their boxer shorts, old women in need of supportive undergarments, bad language and flatulence.

Yes. Flatulent dogs. Flatulent llamas. Flatulent people.

That’s certainly MY idea of wishing someone a happy birthday - a year of joy and good health…and gas.

What is going on in the greeting card industry? Are they out of inspiration? Better yet, what is going on with us? Are we buying these kinds of cards?

I did not. I went to two other stores, both groceries. Same. Same. Then I finally got lucky, found a blank card and snatched it up. Benign pleasant scene on the front - boats, sky, flowers, ocean. My heartfelt, handwritten message on the inside. Pretty stamp. Address. Whoosh. Into the mail it went.

So here is my wish for you on this gorgeous Sunday: Good health, fresh air, sunshine, happiness and an end to rude communication.